Insane people -- psychologically defined, not legally define -- are not in touch with reality.
A man is an angel that has become deranged, Joe Fernwright thought. Once they – all of them – had been genuine angels, and at that time they had had a choice between good and evil, so it was easy, eas...
Everything's the same, when you break through to absolute reality; it's all one vast blur.
If the last to know he’s an addict is the addict, then maybe the last to know when a man means what he says is the man himself, he reflected.
We're all dreaming, Arctor said. If the last to know he's an addict is the addict, then maybe the last to know when a man means what he says is the man himself, he reflected. He wondered how much of t...
Well, I hate to admit it, but it is possible that there is (one) such a thing as telepathy and (two) that the CETI project's idea that we might communicate with extraterrestrial beings via telepathy i...
It will end, Childan thought. Someday. The very idea of place. Not governed and governing, but people.
The authentic human being is one of us who instinctively knows what he should not do, and, in addition, he will balk at doing it. He will refuse to do it, even if this brings down dread consequences t...
She’ll probably want to, once I show her how; as near as I can make out, most women, even young ones like her, like to cook: it’s an instinct.
Fake realities will create fake humans. Or, fake humans will generate fake
Horselover Fat's nervous breakdown began the day he got the phone call from Gloria asking if he had any Nembutals.
When I was a child, I thought as a child. But now I have put away childish things. ... I must be scientific.
How'd you like to gaze at a beer can throughout eternity? It might not be so bad. There'd be nothing to fear.
Metabolism, he reflected, is a burning process, an active furnace. When it ceases to function, life is over. They must be wrong about hell, he said to himself. Hell is cold; everything there is cold....
He felt all at once like an ineffectual moth, fluttering at the windowpane of reality, dimly seeing it from outside.
The bird is gone, and in what meadow does it now sing?
I had a lot of fears that the universe would discover just how different I was from it.
There exists, for everyone, a sentence - a series of words - that has the power to destroy you. Another sentence exists, another series of words, that could heal you. If you're lucky you will get the...
If you are wise, Matson said to himself grimly, you never take one-way trips. Anywhere. Even to Boise, Idaho...even across the street. Be certain, when you start, that you can scramble back.
If the front door is opened, Barris said, during our absence, my cassette tape recorder starts recording. It's under the couch. It has a two-hour tape. I placed three omnidirectional Sony mikes at thr...
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